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As perfect a day as a man may remcmberj 

 Or e'er might expect in the month of November ; 

 And to those who had souls to enjoy such a scene. 

 The magnificent hills — the rich vallies between ; 

 Hear Compton's sweet echoes from Boxall's fine note_, 

 And the mellow ton'd hounds from their musical throat ; 

 Such delights ! O ! how rarely they are to be found. 

 From landscape, from echo, from huntsman, and hound ! 



BY WHOO-WHOOP. 



Nov. 1 1 . — Tlie meet was at Bishop's Itchington, but we 

 threw off at Radbourne Gorse. We presently unkenneled 

 a fox, that was off, at a rare split, to Watergall ; on being 

 headed there, he returned to the gorse, through that cover, 

 and on to Napton ; the day was so stormy we were obliged 

 to give him up. Tried Watergall and other covers, but did 

 not find until we got to Farnborough ; reynard went off in 

 style to Edge Hill, where he took to ground ; he was got 

 out and killed. A good hunting run of .55 minutes. 



Nov. 14. — The hounds met at Oakley Wood, and a fox 

 was soon away from that cover to Ashorne ; off by Ncwbold 

 Pacey, Moreton, and then to Lighthorne Rough, where he 

 was killed, after a run of 35 minutes. Put another out of 

 Bowshot, and ran hin^o Walton, where he was lost. 



Nov. 16. — The fixture was Birdingbury ; we found at 

 Debdale, but the scent lay so bad, we could not follow our 

 fox. Drew all the coverts, without finding, until we came 

 to Bunker's Hill ; from this place reynard dashed off direct 

 for the London road, where he was headed by some soldiers, 

 who turned him short for Dunchurch ; by that place, and 



